Supreme High School Students: Bad Seniors

Chapter 38 I, Murong Xiuxian, Never Lie 【2】

Guoguo took a deep look at Murong Xiuxian's expressionless handsome face, turned around and walked into the dressing room, put on her dress and canvas shoes, and walked out.

After having breakfast with Murong Xiuxian, Guoguo stood up, apologetic: "I'm sorry for causing you a lot of trouble, I'm leaving."

As he spoke, Guoguo pushed away the chair, and when he passed by Murong Xiuxian, Murong Xiuxian put down the glass of milk and grabbed Guoguo's wrist: "I said, I'll take you back to school, you're deaf Is it?!"

Guoguo turned her head, shook off Murong Xiuxian's hand, and said loudly, "Murong Xiuxian! I want to go back to school by myself. Could it be that you can't even satisfy me with this little wish?!"

"Are children from poor families as rude as you?" Murong Xiuxian mocked, "You never called me senior."

Guoguozhu never called Murong Xiuxian a senior.

Hearing this, Guoguo remembered that Murong Xiuxian was in the sophomore year of high school and was in the same class as Ou Qiming: "If I call you senior, will you let me go back to school by myself?"

Murong Xiuxian pondered for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

"Really?" Guoguo didn't seem to believe it.

"I, Murong Xiuxian, never lie, I am a man who keeps his promises."

"Senior, it's alright, I've already called, and there will be no date later." After speaking, Guoguo continued to run towards the door of the room as if she was running away.

When I ran to the door, I ran into a "wall".

Guoguo clutched her nose that was about to break off, with tears in her eyes, when she raised her head to start cursing, she froze.

"Ou...Senior Ouyang."

"Are you... that elementary school girl who was forced to stand in the corridor and wear glasses?" Ouyang Qiming's tone was full of uncertainty.

"Hmm... senior, why are you here?" Now that the glasses are gone, the 'freckles' on her face are gone, and Murong Xiuxian and Ouyang Qiming have seen her true colors, Guoguo's mood is very complicated now, with joy, Excitement, anxiety, anxiety...

"Qiming is my friend." In just six words, Murong Xiuxian explained clearly the reason why Ouyang Qiming appeared here.

"Well, Xiuxian and I are friends." Ouyang Qiming echoed.

"What do you need from me?" Murong Xiuxian, who was sitting on the sofa, looked sideways at Ouyang Qiming, who was dressed in casual clothes, and asked.

(End of this chapter)